Chapitre 295: Chapter 295. Myne The Miner

"This is the place where you're going to work for now," Gal announced, still wearing her simple clothing, which made Myne's little brother's life difficult. They stood before a towering metal door, four meters high, with a narrow man-made passage carved beside it. The halfling slaves, hunched beneath heavy bags of dirt and rock, trudged through the opening.

"Every day, you enter that door, dig as much as you can, bring back whatever you think is worth it, and dump it all into that Y-shaped contraption over there. That machine will remove unnecessary useless materials and will spit out the good stuff, which you bring to me, and I'll log them in your record. Any questions?" Gal, after finishing speaking with a bored expression, asked Myne, who gaped at the scene, bewilderment etched on his features.